The Cliché Of "It's Not About The Money"

Almost every time I mention playing the piano being a big interest of mine. A release, a hiding place, a friend, a hobby. An alternative. I almost always seem to get the "It's really hard to go anywhere with that", "Starving artist this and that", "How do you plan on making money and a future with piano while your peers are studying all sorts of Engineering, programming, and doctoring branches?".

And to those same people, I can't seem to get them to understand that, I, just really like playing piano. I connect with the keys in a way I don't with any human. I control the vibrations to get rid of the noise I hear, and turn it into a sound I like. Why does it have to be about money? Even if making money through playing piano was incredibly easy; if my passion was playing it, then I would still just do that. Making money through it would be more so of a convenience than it would a reason to live.

Playing music in general, and piano in particular, is something very special to me. In a society where material seems to matter much more than it should, I'll say this: I simply don't really mind that my hobbies, interests, and the things I like to do for myself and others won't pay my bills and buy me nice things. That's not why I do what I do.

General Decency, Consideration.

Another thing I'll probably never understand, is how someone can go out of their way to intentionally harm someone, completely ignoring the possibility of the outcome and how severe it may be, completely disregarding what they don't know about that person, completely carefree about it or even enjoying it.

If there is a God or a Creator, I appreciate you giving me enough decency to keep others' feelings and what I don't know about them in consideration. I apologize to everyone I've ever unintentionally hurt; because at least I myself know that I've never deliberately hurt someone with the intention of actually hurting them. Because I care!

I've never felt hate; I hope I never will. But regardless of what happens to me, regardless of how a person is, at least a part of me still cares for the person just in general. I can't just have no emotion towards others; including animals and plants and anything else living.

I Am, Regardless.

I'm god damn tired of people saying "Well, helping that person won't get you any further in life" or "helping them out won't help you advance"; do they think I've become a 21 year old man ENTIRELY on my own?

Yes, take care of yourself, don't neglect yourself too much, strive to where you'd like to be, try your best to get there. But that doesn't mean others are only for fun times; and when there's something you might be able to help with hell no, 'cause it might "set you back". How about when YOU need help, how would it feel if your own family and your close friends suddenly were like "nah man, we got our own shit to take care of.."?!

How about if YOUR mother got sick, hurt, tired or whatever; would you just say "Sorry mom! You should've made more money and been more careful"?
What if YOUR daughter, or boyfriend or whatever was just barely getting by, barely paying off bills late, has debts, eats nothing but canned food; and you were perfectly capable of buying them $20 of fresh groceries; you wouldn't 'cause they should be capable on their own and that would slow your "progress" in life down?

I grew up weak, blind, ignorant, but curious. I was taught, I was taken care of. And I watched people teach and take care of each other, too. Regardless of relations, language, age, and circumstances. Yes, I was taught how to get by on my own. Yes, I am capable of covering all of my material needs alone with no problem; 'cause I work hard. But does that mean I should be of some sort of superior status, keeping everything to my own 'cause I worked hard for it?

Maybe I would understand if I literally spent every penny I made on people I don't really know, completely neglecting myself for the present and future. 'Causing myself harm by doing such. Yes, maybe I would nod and say "You know, maybe I deserve a fuckin' cheesecake!"

But heyy, If you want to do that, that's fine. If you want to be a highlander, that's your life. To each their own. I was given a lot. I was watched over. I've been taken good care of by many, many people. Family, friends, teachers, bosses, co-workers, strangers, and even pets. Whether it may seem to be a "silly sense of obligation" to you or not is completely irrelevant to the fact that I want to give. I want to try to make a difference. Even if it's just small differences here and there, it's my choice, it's what I want to do.

Though I've been used, stepped on, left unappreciated and maybe even forgotten many times; I won't be that way.

I Care, I Don't Lie.

How can someone make the promise of "Don't worry, everything is going to be alright, I promise!"? How do you know that's all within your power? Maybe it helps someone feel better for the moment; but what happens when that promise never becomes reality?

Or even sillier is "Well, things have a way of working out together." Being positive and/or optimistic can be very helpful in many situations, and sometimes, it is quite wonderful how things end up working together in such an odd or surprising fashion; but there are some things that simply can't be overlooked, forgiven, or forgotten. There are wounds that never heal, leaving ever burning scars to screw with you until you die,,, or get amnesia.

I have a very reckless behavior when it comes to certain things. Well,, maybe spontaneous is a more fitting term. But, there are situations that just shouldn't be treated like a game, or worse, like nothing. There are circumstances that should require thought, caution, consideration, and patience.

But,, what do I know? I'm just a low-level peon of a multi-million dollar corporation that is labeled "exaggerates too much" and "overly sensitive and over dramatic" by even people whom supposedly "know" me. I get emotional about many things people seem to not even care about. Music makes it worse, or better; you know, the way your social life should.

I try my best to be something good in this great shipwreck of life.

الناس غريبين...

*الناس غريبين .. لمن تلقى واحد تشوف الدنيا فيه وبلحظه ينقلب ضدك .. ويسبك ويغلط عليك .. وانت كل خير عطيته /// وطول الفتره الي تكون معاه تعطيه وتنصحه وماتقصر .. وبنهاية هالشي ماتنطر شكر بس تنطر نفس المعامله .. " احسان + احترام + تقدير " وبالأخير كل الي فـ بالك يطلع عكس .. وتنصدم بـ هالأنسان صدمة مو طبيعية
*وبعدها يعتذرلك .. وتسامحه
*ويكرر الغلط مره ثانيه وتسامحه .. وثالثه وتسامحه .. لين توصل حد معين ماتقدر تسامح أو ماتقدر تكون مع هالـ شخص .. وماقمت تحس بإحساسك الأولي أحساس انك تحبه وتعزه .. وتخليه
*عقب ماعفس حياتك فوق تحت .. وبهدلك تتبهدل .. وتخليه وترجع تخليه .. وتحاول تقوم من الطيحه وتعدل أمورك .. شوي شوي .. ويرجع فـ حياتك ومن خوفك ع نفسك وخوفك ع الي بنيته من يديد ينهدم مره ثانيه ماتقدر تحس غير انك شخص بدون نفس او بدون مشاعر
*تشوف كل شي من هالشخص غلط
*وايد اشوف الناس يقولون
*انا انجرحت انصدمت - بعضهم صج وبعضهم مبالغه / بعضهم ينتظرون شفقه .. لكن شنو حيلة الواحد الي صج انجرح ! ومو جرح عادي انجرح أكثر من مره
*وماعندك شي فـ حياتك تقدر تخلي امورك تنضبط
*لاعايله عدله
*ولا ربع
*ولا شي .. =) تشيل نفسك بنفسك ..
*ومن كثر ماتنضغط من هـ الشخص .. اييون ناس غرب ويضغطون عليك ويحسسونك أنك اخس انسان وماتقدر حتى تعتمد ع نفسك وانت شايل لدرجه محد يحس شكثر هـ الشي يألم الشخص ..
*بـ آخر شي صعب أنك بنهاية هالشي تتصنع الضحكة..

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Leona Hart

A Guardian By The Name Of Positivity

I've led a very though life, things almost never worked out for me, still aren't, but I've equipped myself with a number of shields, weapons, and motivators all along, and they have ensured me my survival, and strengthened my patience till now.  One of those few valuable flack jackets was positivity.

My life has always been up and down, which is normal.  Many good and bad experiences (or rather painful ones, since there isn't really "bad" in experience), but how do you learn without making mistakes?  How do you value health without illness?  I have no regrets.  My painful experiences have always outnumbered my more pleasant ones, outnumbered them by a lot!  However, I was never alone; always had my sword "honesty", armor "cheerfulness", grenades "smiling", spirit "indomitable will", and shield "positivity" with me, equipped, and readied for all challenges.

I cannot count the things that have brought trouble and pain into my life, however, I can make a list of the blessings I've always had, the times I enjoyed, and the people I trusted and loved; that was my positivity, the ability to look up during the down, to look at the good through the bad, and to be optimistic and positive about what is yet to come.

Positivity, unlike many other things in my life, has never abandoned me.  It has guarded me from extreme pain for a very long time, and has prepared me for the upcoming in my life.  Right now, I live half of the glove away from my hometown where I was raised for the past 17 years and a half, from my relatives, friends, culture, religion and land, and it wasn't really my choice.  Regardless of how far I feel from what I am, and what I love, I can still smile, I can still laugh, knowing that one day I will return.  Though I am not there physically, I was raisered there, and still live by what my country, culture and religion has taught me, and distance will never change that.

I've grown up positive, upbeat, very cheerful and honest, and I always want to remain that way.

A Smiling World

I'm a very cheerful and positive person, besides when I'm asleep or acting, it's something very rare to find me not smiling.  I always smile because it not only helps me handle life easier, but it can brighten up other people's days as well.  Smiling helps you be positive and optimistic, lessens those negative feelings of hate, sadness and even depression.  When you smile, not only are you extending your life span, but you're also providing your mind and body with medicine, a very special medicine, only found in those U shaped lips.

I try my best with every passing moment to have an even brighter and more cheerful smile; I want to show others how much smiling can do, what it can cure, and where it can take you.  I do what I can to make others smile with me, sure smiling back at me might give you a good feeling that will last for a few seconds, but I want to make others smile inside-out, I want them to realize just how great it is.

I've a dream, an ambition, many think it's silly, many tell me it'll get me nowhere, but I believe in it, I know it's what I want to strive towards.  I want to make more than a hundred people smile in a single day, I won't literally count how many people I make smile in every passing day, it will just be by instinct I guess.

"How does it help me in my daily life?" some my ask, not only is it a boost in optimistic and positive feelings and traits, but it's also a boost for those around as well.  Sometimes it's hard for people who aren't similar to interact, people who have a total different lifestyle, or maybe people who don't even speak the same language, but let me tell you one thing, every living human knows the language of "Smiling".  They may not speak your language, but I'm sure they can smile back.  Now tell me, wouldn't that make a person feel like he's a part of someone's life?  Wouldn't he want to be a part of other people's lives in a good way?  Would he like to tell himself "someone's life is even if just a tad better because of me"?  I'm sure I would.

Smiling also keeps me very optimistic towards the future, I easily forgive any mistake someone might make, and gladly offer help to those who might need it, overlook a loved one's flaws while liking what's good about them.

To make one hundred people smile in a single day, I feel happy already!  My friend asked me, "What after you achieve that dream?".  As a surprise to him, I immediately answered, "Strive to make two hundred people smile in a single day!"  He still thinks that I won't benefit much out of it, but I don't look at the materialistic side much, sure it won't pay or get me ownership of land or anything, but it's mental meaning is truly a reason to live for.